First off, starting this thing for my communications class. Let me explain the namesake of my site.
I used to have this under my banner, but it's a little dramatic and unpolished. So I'll leave it here for any interested parties.
I feel like my goals are bobbing around in the murky waters of the Puget sound and I am going from the hot beach to the cool, mysterious waters. It looks like my path is carpeted with drying seaweed over barnacle covered rocks. If I delay or stop my journey across the hot, crunchy seaweed I will sink into the sharp barnacles and feel the cold, wet seaweed underneath. I want to keep moving.
